“Robber One, this is Yankee One,” Joe said into his microphone. “We’re going to give Charlie a hand real quick.” His radio clicked, and he looked over his shoulder. Emma gave him a wing waggle. He leveled off and said, … Continue reading
The g-forces pressed him deep into his seat, and the corners of his vision went black as he turned through one hundred eighty degrees. A pair of British fighters flashed by. Joe glimpsed a British pilot looking back at him … Continue reading
Two things: 1) Both How to Train Your Dragon soundtracks are great working music. Writing ahoy—I’m introducing some characters to the story tonight. (You’ve already met them in previews.) 2) I occasionally cook, and I post , if that’s your … Continue reading
“Copy that,” Joe said. “Hit her engines, she drops like a rock.” “That’s right,” Cannon said. “Simple.” Joe eyed the British planes, still circling Sparrow. He counted sixteen, four bombers and twelve fighters, against Inconstant‘s fourteen fighters. The Long Nines’ … Continue reading
No shame about using my hands to play out dogfights while writing the pieces of this that describe aircraft movements in detail. I did some about a recent mission trip over at the Fish Bowl.
“Takahashi, take your flight up high and watch the Limey top cover,” Joe said. “Call it in if—” Stopping in midsentence, he squinted toward the British planes left around the zep. The radio clicked as four Kestrels climbed out of … Continue reading
And we’re back!
My summer of business is finally nearing its close, and I’ll soon be able to write regularly enough to sustain regular updating again, after mission trips, work meetings, and trips to Oshkosh to see airplanes. You can expect regular story … Continue reading
Hello, loyal readers (or random visitors)! Sorry for the long delay in stuff. You’ll be gratified to know, though, that I’m only a few pages away from wrapping up Secret of the Dutchman’s Cross, and I have a few things … Continue reading
I refer, of course, to at Slate. I’ll keep this brief. I don’t actually have a problem with pooh-poohing young adult literature. There isn’t a lot of it I like. On the other hand, my bookshelf is about 75% genre … Continue reading
